Handsome Chef Heart Enthusiasts
Chapter XXXIII (Naura Khairunnisa)

My mother wiped tears as she looked at myself in a very elegant mirror wearing a white kebaya and a bun. Yup, today is Chef Agusta's official day of application.

"Well, Mama why cry?" I clasped his hand.

"It feels like just yesterday you were born, Mama's carrying, uh now it's been proposed."

My eyes glazed over, coming along moved. However, trying hard. "Mama don't be sad. That means Naura is an adult, Mama's job of raising me is done. Just be calm, I'll always be Mama's kid."

The door to the room is open. Athiyah appeared next to him. "Naura, Chef Agus and his family's entourage have arrived."

"Yuk, get out."

I had a bit of trouble standing up because I was wearing a barricade just this time. Boro-boro makai jarik, wong rok aja never. Everyday wearing pants. Finally helped by Mama.

After I was in the living room, Chef Agus and I looked in the eye. Instantly throw a smile.

"Geez, what a beautiful wife-to-be."

I blushed in shame. "Ah, I can."

I sat next to Abah.

A man stood up. "Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Meet Abdul Qadir, Agusta's uncle. Our goal here is to propose Adinda Naura Kharunnisa to be the wife of Ananda Agusta Wimala. Is Adinda Naura willing to accept our proposal?"

It was my turn to stand up. "It's an honor for our family to be joined by Ananda Agusta Wimala. However, the one who lived our son's household, Naura. Then all my decisions leave it to Naura."

Abah's gaze turned to my eyes. "Well, how is Naura, are you willing to accept Ananda Agusta Wimala's proposal?"

Before answering, again me and Chef Agusta Wimala looked at each other. Then smile knot. I finally nodded. "God willing me to be the wife of Chef Agusta Wimala until the end of my life."

"Alhamdulillah" said the whole family.

We also discussed the wedding date. After a long discussion, the marriage contract is December 12, 2022 and the reception is January 11, 2023.

***

@daffawardhani

Hi, how are you?

I swallowed it many times. Why was he present again after I proposed to Chef Agusta? I tried to move on from him two years ago when two sentences 'how are you?' 

He and I were in a relationship for three years without status. Near kayak dating, but no shooting. When I asked for an explanation, he said he was not ready and wanted to go to London first. Then he disappeared without a trace.

I answered the message.

Good. Abis lamaran.

I intentionally said it like this. Let him get hot. That's if he still has a taste for me. Although not sure there was a taste.

Chat continues.

DaffaWardhani

Well, congratulations yes. Yeah, late. I chatted you again because I wanted to propose to you. I just graduated from college in London.

Naurakhairunnisa

Where the hell are you going? Ghosts come and go as they please. I don't know how sick I've been ghosting for 3 years. After 99.99999999 effort I managed to move on from you uh appeared again.

Daffawardhani

I'm sorry, I wasted you. If you give me a second chance, I'm ready to do anything for you. Including me, I'll meet your highest dowry.

Tok .. tok .

I heard my bedroom door knock.

"Naura, there's Chef Agus in the living room!" yell Mama."

I patted the jidat. Just remember today I made a pact with Chef Agus to buy wedding souvenirs. I took a shower and changed clothes.

***

When I was beautiful, I went down to see my future husband.

"Sorry, it's been a long time. I take a shower first. Yuk, go. I'm ready."

Mama nodded with a suspicious look. "Where are you going?"

"But you guys are getting pinned down again. Pamali both walk. Afraid there's nothing."

I breathed heavily. Today, I still believe in myths. "Ma, that's just a myth. Myths will happen if we believe them. Trust me, nothing will happen." I tried to convince Mama.

My mother finally gave up. "Yes already. But be careful."

I smiled as I kissed Mom's hand. "OK, Ma. I go first yes. Assalmualaikum."

***

In Arsha Boutique, besides the wedding dress also provides wedding reception souvenirs. So many choices. I was confused which one to choose. After walking around, my eyes were fixed on the batik motive fan.

"Mas, this is good. Let's make this souvenir, shall we?"

"No. I'd rather this." He showed me the wallet motive.

"Ih, this is it. I want our wedding to have a special answer. I was born in Solo."

"I also want our reception a distinctive Banjar feel."

We finally broke our mouths. Pramuniaga Arsha Boutique approached us.

"Sir, Mas, I'm sorry for not interfering or anything, but I think you'd better buy both. Let fair there is typical of Java and Banjar."

Chef Agusta and I looked at each other. 

"Yes that. We took both of these souvenirs. 250 Pieces each."

Our wedding goal is to invite 500 people. Suddenly I peed.

"Bak, where's the toilet?"

"Mbak is straight. Abis is turning left."

"Thank you, Ma'am."

***

After coming from the toilet I was shocked, Chef Agusta was holding my phone.

"Well, how can it be on you? I got a phone on my HP, huh?"

"It was your ex's chat. So you're still a con artist with an ex?"

"What the hell. He's just saying congratulations because I'm being proposed."

"Ngucapin survived his tail this long?"

The question seems to corner me there's nothing with the ex. 

"Keep what if there's a long chat with the ex? Can't do? You've still met the ex directly as well."

"Well, it wasn't on purpose."

"I did not intentionally talk to him either. He was the first to chat. Ah, done. You're selfish. You're males just like you."

I'm being badmood. Then take an online taxi by yourself without caring about Chef Agusta at the boutique.

***

"Assalamualaik." I knocked on the door of the house. 

The mother who opened the door looked at me in wonder. "Loh, just go home alone. Where's Chef Agus?"

"We're fighting a great fight, Ma. So I went home alone to take an online taxi."

Mama scrunched her forehead. "Berrantem why?"

"Later I'll clear up. Now I'm gonna rest in the room first."

Along the way to the room, I thought about whether this was due to breaking the myth about the pingitan. If you do not go, Chef Agus will not see my chat with Daffa.

Myths are not always wrong. There's a point too. Winning doesn't jeopardize me, it jeopardizes our relationship. I don't know what happens next.

Drrrttt …

The phone in the handbag vibrates. Paused. Then open the bag and grab the phone. On the screen was Chef Agusta's phone up to 12 times. I'm lazy to take the call, I reject it and turn off the phone. Maybe we need a break first.